04x10 - Nomed Esir!

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04x10 - Nomed Esir!

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[Vandal] Vandar Adg knew
there was work to be done.


He would help rebuild and
repopulate the village of Atlantis.


All the while contemplating

what use he might make
of the Witch Boy Klarion,


now that Vandar's eyes had been opened

to the Lords of Chaos and Order,

elemental forces of the cosmos.

A century passed.

A century of reconstruction,
fortification and growth.


Thus, after witnessing the birth

of his latest grandson,

Vandar again began his travels.

Some years later,

Vandar, now going by the name Varl'jat,

returned to an Atlantis

that had grown into a prosperous,

if not miraculous, city-state,

one that controlled nearly
all surrounding territories.


Leading that city
was Varl's own grandson,


still alive years later,

an immortal, like his grandfather.

The first immortal
Varl's line had spawned...


Arion, Lord of Atlantis.

[theme music playing]

[moans]

[Mary, Thirteen, and Zatanna coughing]

Khalid!

- You got her?
- Yeah.

[exhales]

- Khalid!
- Is he okay?

Hsalps sih ecaf htiw retaw.

[coughs and grunts]

Uh, what happened?

Klarion happened.

He had us on the ropes,
then he just took off.

[groaning] Tried to strangle
us all, didn't he?

[grunts] I think I can help with that.

Shee-fah-a!

Better?

- Much.
- Very crash.

Yes, thank you.

[Khalid and Zatanna grunting]

So, why didn't Klarion finish us off?

I'm not sure.

I thought I heard something,

but was too busy
being strangled to focus.

[man] What you heard was a summons.

A summons of pure chaos.

I know why you're here,
and it's so not necessary.

I'm here because you have made
my presence necessary.

Please.

You think the opposition's
new arrangement's

gonna shift the balance
of power down here.

But we go through these ups
and downs all the time.

I don't need backup.

[Klarion] I don't need you
or Sparkly over there.

You're confused.

I'm not here to help you.

- I'm here to replace you.
- What?

- Right after I decorporealize you.
- What?

Ending your existence
on the mortal plane forever.

[yelling] What?

It's not just
this latest thing, of course.

That's simply the last straw.

It's the way you've spent
the past dozen millennia or so,

acting as lapdog to the Savage.

I'm not anyone's lapdog.

We're partners.

Are you though?

Are you really?

It seems to us you do his bidding,

despite the fact that his
clearly stated long-term goal

is to bring the entire galaxy
under his sole rule.

He's all but a Lord of Order himself.

But look at what we've done together.

I made a whole world without grown-ups.

I made a Project Rutabaga flesh monster

that was pretty gross.

Oh! And then there was
that whole Earth- fiasco.

- [Teekl meows]
- Success, success!

She knew I meant success.

No, I think "fiasco"
is the appropriate term.

In fact, your entire tenure on Earth

has been quite the fiasco.

That ends now.

[Em'ree-Rita] Are we there yet?

[J'onn J'onzz] No, Em'ree.

We have approximately
one more week of travel...

[Em'ree-Rita] I was kidding.

It's something Earth children
say on long voyages.


Right, M'gann?

Uncle J'onn, would you help me
prepare dinner.


M'gann? M'gann?

You don't mind if we leave you
up here alone for a bit?


[M'gann] Hmm?

No. Uh, I'll be fine.

[J'onn J'onzz] I need not be telepathic

to know you wish to speak
to me without M'gann present.


[Em'ree-Rita] I'm worried about her.

It's been three weeks aboard ship.

Almost two months since Conner d*ed.

She has completely
closed her mind to us!


It's not natural. It's not healthy.

[J'onn J'onzz] She needs her family.

[Em'ree-Rita] What are we?

[J'onn J'onzz] She needs the family
she created for herself on Earth.


Garfield and Artemis, Richard,
Kaldur'ahm, Zatanna and Raquel.


[Em'ree-Rita] I honestly don't think
she can wait until we get to Earth.


What would they say?

[Em'ree-Rita] How would they help her?

[Vandal] The crown Arion wore

was a gift from
the Lords of Order themselves,


who'd come to see the potential

for chaos in Earth's
predominant lifeform.


So, as a precaution,

they made Arion their agent
of Order on Earth.


Their Crown's potent magic
soon infused his very being...


- [meta-children giggling]
- ...creating a new bloodline

of magical meta-children, the h*m* Magi,

who lived in Atlantis in harmony

with Varl's h*m* Meta
and with common h*m* sapiens.

Arion also became quite
proficient with the Crown's magic,


using it to advance
Atlantis' techno-sorcery.


Soon, Vandar Adg's simple village

had grown into a gleaming city.

And with Varl'jat's martial help,

that city expanded to become
capital of a kingdom


spanning the entire Atlantean Continent.

It was the mightiest
civilization known to mankind,


either before or since.

Arion looked upon it with satisfaction.

But for Varl'jat,

it only made him hunger
for something more.


Is he for real? Who is this guy?

[man] No one.

A stranger.

You seriously want us
to save the Witch Boy?

Klarion nearly k*lled all four of us.

And, frankly, the idea of two
Chaos Lords destroying each other

sounds mighty appealing right now.

Hmm. Your viewpoint is short-sighted.

You require perspective.

[gasping] Stranger!
Dammit, where'd you send me?

Die, you pathetic knockoff!

I am rubber and you're glue ♪

[sighs] Oh, great. A front row seat.

What did you do to her?

I sent her to where
your teacher might learn.

I assume you might want to help her?

- Of course we would.
- Hello, Megan!

Then let us find someone
to suit that purpose.

[Mary and Thirteen gasp]

How are you this powerful?

Brother, isn't it obvious?

I'm powerful because

I'm not fighting with my power alone.

You're not facing one Chaos Lord,

I have all the Chaos Lords in my corner.

And together, we'll banish you

to usher in a new age of chaos
in this world!

Holy carp!

Dleihs!

[screams]

Ha-ha! Gotcha!

Was my scream convincing?

I tried to put a little

of what the humans call "Oomph" into it.

[screams in frustration]

No, I wasn't fooled for a second.

- Was I, Teekl?
- [Teekl Meows]

[yelling] Who asked you?

[snaps fingers]

[hissing]

Not fair.

[Vandal] Varl'jat's plan
was simple perfection.


Use the power of the Crown
to sink the Atlantean capital.


Unfortunately, Arion did not agree.

[Arion] Thousands upon
thousands would die!

[Vandal] That was true,
Varl countered, but...


[Varl'jat] Hundreds of your
h*m* Magi would survive.

The Crisis will activate
their potential!

[Vandal] Varl'jat had traveled

the length and breadth of his world

and knew he could not claim
supremacy over the Earth,


when three-fourths of its
surface was covered in ocean,


beyond his reach, beyond his rule.

But Arion's descendants,
those that survived,


would surely conquer the vasty deep.

This chaos would bring order to it all.

The Atlanteans simply required
the proper incentive.


Unfortunately, Arion
categorically refused


to help his grandfather sink
any of Atlantis.


Varl was disappointed in his
grandson's shortsightedness.


But the immortal didn't require

Arion's permission or even his help.

Only his bloodline.

And so Varl'jat waited

until on the thousandth anniversary

of Vandar Adg's pact
with the Witch Boy...


the Chaos Lord, Klarion, returned.

I thought you were taking us to Zatanna.

Where are we?

London, England.

More importantly,

we are in the Sanctum Sanctorum
of one Jason Blood.

Indeed, you are, stranger.

Might "one Jason Blood" ask why,

and hope for a minimally
enigmatic answer?

Yeah, good luck with that.

I hold few answers. Only questions.

Told ya.

What do you know, Blood?
What have you sensed?

The coming of Chaos.
A stirring of the Demon.

This one isn't much better.

Uh, please do not touch that.
It's very powerful.

Would you not agree that
the balance must be maintained?

Such, to my eternal
displeasure, is my lot...

and my curse.

[Blood] Don't touch that either.

It's different, but also very powerful.

Then can you not see

that the Witch Boy
requires your... friend?

You speak as if my "friend"
is an instrument of precision.

But at best, he is a cannon
I may attempt to aim.

There's a reason I haven't
set him free in years.

[Blood yells] Basically,
don't touch anything, girl!

Sorry, sorry.

Look, Zatanna's still out there.

So if you have a cannon, aim it already.

[sighs]

If it must be done.

[Blood chanting] Change, change
O' form of man.

Release the might from fleshy mire!

Boil the blood in heart of fire!

- Gone, gone, the form of man!
- [Thirteen gasps]

Rise the Demon, Etrigan!

[Blood screaming and yelling in pain]

[Etrigan laughing maniacally]

[Em'ree-Rita sighs in exasperation]

O.M.C.!

This ma'al trip is ma'al endless!

At the moment, I can't remember
why I ever wanted to go


to that boring, banal
third rock from the sun.


[M'gann] No one forced you to come.

[Em'ree-Rita] I came
because you needed me.


[M'gann] I never asked you for that.

[Em'ree-Rita] You didn't have to ask!

I wanted to be here for you!

[M'gann scoffs] Of course!
This is all about you...


[Em'ree-Rita] Only now,

you won't open your mind to me at all!

[M'gann] And what in our history
makes you think I would ever...


[Em'ree-Rita] Because you are

the most unforgiving
excuse for a sister...


[M'gann] Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

[Em'ree-Rita] Nothing I do
will ever be enough, will it?


[M'gann] Em'ree, I'm a
professional guidance counselor!


I know you're trying
to generate a catharsis for me!



- [Em'ree-Rita] Is it working?
- [M'gann] A little bit!

[both laughing]

[Em'ree-Rita] Oh, I haven't
seen you laugh since...


[M'gann sobbing]

Since he was taken from me.

[Em'ree-Rita] Oh, M'gann...

[M'gann sobbing]

[M'gann] He's gone.

I... I don't know what
I'm gonna do without him.


[Em'ree-Rita] You don't
have to know. Not yet.


You need time.

[M'gann sighs]

Thank you.

You're a terrible counselor,

but you're kind of a great sister.

- [Em'ree-Rita] Who knew?
- [both chuckling]

[horn blaring]

[J'onn J'onzz] What was that?

[M'gann] Uh, a false alarm, I guess?

[Etrigan growling]

[sniffing] Like

Jason Blood,

this child doth hide an 'other

of her own inside. [laughing maniacally]

What? I'm nothing like you and Blood.

Time to go, Etrigan.

[growls]

Etrigan cares little

for your commands or Blood's desires.

Had my half-brother, Merlin,

not cursed me into servitude,
I'd let you all burn.

[laughs maliciously]

If it were up to this demon,
I'd burn you myself.

Then it is fortunate the choice
is out of your claws.

[hissing]

Flaming serpents? Really?

I stopped doing
that old schtick years ago!

- [Etrigan laughs]
- Etrigan? What are you...

[laughing maniacally]

[roars]

[Etrigan yells]

[scoffs]

Hello, maggot!

That's the ticket!

att*ck the Witch Girl's anchor!

[Etrigan roars]

[Etrigan yelling and grunting]

My blasts are supposed to destroy you,

you stupid zirconia!

- [meows]
- Huh?

"Rock Tsunami?"
That doesn't even make...

- Oh, carp.
- [gasps]

[earth rumbling]

[Vandal] Exactly one millennia
after their initial bargain,


Varl'jat and Klarion made a new accord.

Finding common ground...
in a common cause.


The sinking of the city of Atlantis.

- [Atlanteans screaming]
- [Arion straining]

[Vandal] No matter the opposition,

no matter the cost.

[statue crashing]

[Vandal] Nor did it end there.

The Chaos Lords enjoyed the show...

but called for an encore.

[Klarion laughing maniacally]

[Vandal] Klarion could not
be sated by one Atlantean city.


His appetite grew and grew,

until the entire continent
and all its treasures


sank beneath the waves.

Varl's heart was heavy.

He regretted the passing
of his grandson.


And he never intended
for all of Atlantis to fall,


nor for so many Atlanteans to die.

Though nearly all of them did.

Still, as Varl had predicted,

the meta-genes of a few h*m*
Magi were indeed activated.

and the Water-Breathers
of Atlantis were born.


Eventually, h*m* Mermanus would
scatter across the seven seas,


until the new Kingdom of Atlantis

controlled three-fourths of the globe.

So, ultimately, Varl'jat was satisfied.

As was Klarion.

[Klarion laughing maniacally]

- What a grand old time!
- [Vandal] "What a grand old time."

He insisted on continuing
their alliance...


whether Varl liked it or not.

[Klarion] Yikes!

[Etrigan grunting]

[roars]

[Etrigan yelling]

Fire always does the trick,
melts them down to candle wick.

[Etrigan] Huh?

Uh, that can't be good.

Carp, carp, carp, carp,
carp, carp, carp!

[yells]

- Etativel!
- [Klarion strains]

[grunts in pain]

- [Zatanna gasping and coughing]
- No fair! No fair! No fair!

I could kick your butt, too,
if the Chaos Lords backed me!

Ah, fine.

We shall both limit ourselves
to our own power.

Liar, liar, pants for hire!

No, no, no, no!

Oh, that is very disappointing.

- [Zatanna coughing]
- Come, Flaw.

[Zatanna coughing]

[Khalid] Shee-fah-a!

[moans]

How do you feel?

[groans] Like Nightwing's workout bag.

And have you acquired perspective?

Enough to know we need more help.

[Vandal] Thus order can serve chaos...

and chaos can serve order.

As long as the balance is maintained.

[Doctor Fate] Father.

Why do you tell us what we already know?

To remind you, my son,
of what you must not forget.

The sinking of Atlantis

demonstrates the need for chaos.

Without it, the undersea
kingdoms you now help defend

would never have existed.

[Doctor Fate] Nor would they
exist if Arion's bloodline,

the h*m* Magi of Atlantis,

had not restored order below the waves.

Agreed.

But who will restore order

in the wake of the greater chaos

that the Child brings?

You? With your aging host body?

Nabu, you may not like Klarion, or me.

but the Witch Boy is a w*apon

I have learned to aim, to control.

And, at the very least,

you know I seek the advancement
of the Earth.

But this new Child is beyond my control

or your ability to counter.

[Vandal] Think on that.

[machine pinging]

[Vandal inhales and exhales]

Commence Project Lifeboat.

Send boom tubes
to every member of the Light

and anyone they designate.

Offer the same courtesy
to Ra's and his family.

I doubt he'll accept,
but make the offer.

Secure our operations in
Markovia and United Rhelasia.

Transport the entire contents
of my History Cave

from beneath Khuiten Peak.

And bring all Psy-Backs aboard.

Anything and everything of value

must be transferred off Earth
to the Warworld,

until we see how this
chaotic little drama ends.
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